bdsm stories and histories

He wheeled the Porsche into a vacant spot and headed for the front door. William Cane was in good shape for forty, both wealthy and physically. Still single, he enjoyed a healthy sex life with a number of lovely ladies but none he would consider giving up the others for. But something was missing, something was just not right. He thought about that remark as he opened the door and entered Dr. Melions waiting room. No something was just not kosher with his life right now, this was his third trip to Dr. Melio...

IF IT WOULD PLEASE THE COURT
BY Sizzlebuns
The red and blue lights came from out of nowhere as my bike was purring down the Michigan interstate. I glanced down and watched the speedometer fall from over 90, as I hit the brakes. Crap this wasn't going to be good. The spotlight broke through the midnight darkness and blinded me as I stepped off the bike. A female voice came from the speaker...

About Rozia: I am originally from a post Soviet country and moved to America in the late 90s. I am a lesbian and was never in any relationship until I arrived in America, as being a lesbian is frowned upon in Eastern European society. Even to this day, my family believe I am heterosexual and just never found a man to settle with. Apologies in advance for my English....

A few years ago I started fooling around with a guy who helped me explore fantasies and kinks I didn't know I had. You know how that can happen with some people? How somehow you can become more yourself through building a relationship with them? Well this guy, we'll call him B, was great for me in a lot of ways, I slept deeply next to him at night, he helped me get back into reading, and, oh, yeah, the sex was killer....

(I am still active, but moving to a new home and illnesses had done a number on me, 30+ story drafts are waiting. This story is inspired by the ERPG Justicar by Shirabaru like the predecessor)
"A glorious new day has arisen, and there are butts to spank!"
This line of thought went through A'dalet's mind as she cutely yawned, her almost childlike face stretching as her tiny dark elven mouth opened: she was quite petite and her features were the cutest of the monstergirls in Dunia. Despite her tyrannica...

Daddy arrives at my house sometimes, late at night. I never know what night he may choose to grace me with his presence and if I'm asleep he'll quietly walk away and go to one of his others, leaving a token on my doorstep so I know I missed him. That's only happened to me once and I'll never let it happen again....

She had him tied down on the bed, arms above his head, legs spread wide, naked. His athletic but not overly muscular frame and large build struggled against the restraints as she massaged and tormented him rubbing the massage oils deep into his skin matting his chest and leg hairs in the warming oil as she spread it all along his body making sure to rub and linger on every part of him except his very hard drooling erection. It was a rare occasion where they switched and he was in charge for the night....

Author's Note:
This is Part 2 of Taming Kit, told from Jake's point of view. If you haven't read Part 1: Lessons for Gia, I highly recommend starting there. This is a dark, emotionally charged BDSM scene centered around control, not intimacy. Please read with care.
FUCK.
I knew Kit was back in town. I knew she'd end up in my club eventually, but never in a million years did I expect to see her top....

Chapter 48: Her Hand on My Thigh
"She didn't ask. She waited until I didn't stop her. And then... everything shifted." — Mistress Staci
We were alone.
The house was dim. Music low. The kind of lazy jazz that hums beneath conversation like a secret.
He had gone to bed early—tired again. The new normal....

This is basically an erotic Sify story and this is definitely not hard science, it is more of a sexually erotic story set in space. It is a continuation of the League of Planets series but now it is a major player in space and needs agents to find out what is happening around them. Since the League started out as a hedonistic playground, the agents are female and use their sexuality to elicit information from other planets....

This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will not start out as a love story, but it will get there. The Gardener contains BDSM, bondage, exhibitionism, and lots of kinky sex. If you don't like these things then this story may not be for you. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments....

Come to Bed
Brat Taming, Lesbian, Fingering, Size Difference
"Just let me finish this level!"
Marina rolled her eyes. Kelly had barely looked away from that damn game all week, and it was almost two in the morning. She came up behind the calico's desk chair and rubbed her shoulders. "C'mon sweetie, you've been at it for eight hours," the panther cooed, planting a kiss atop Kelly's head. "Your eyes need a rest."...

The Consummate Cuckold - Chap 6
Synopsis
This story is about a husband's willing decent into cuckoldry. Paul is a married, sexually inadequate man unable to satisfy his gorgeous young wife, Jolie, in bed. Although he is good looking and has a slim but muscled physique, he has a small penis and prematurely ejaculates. She loves him, but has become sexually frustrated and her stunning friend Kylie has become her lover and moved in with them. They have discovered that Paul is a submissive and that he is ...

Chapter One - The Shed
The shed was old. It had been there since we moved in nearly a year ago, and even back then it had been dusty and full of cobwebs.
We'd put some of our garden tools in there, but never cleaned it out.
And that's why I was even more taken aback that she was taking me in there when I'd only just stepped out of the shower, still dripping wet, and wearing nothing but a towel round my waist....

All characters in this story are over the age of 18 and engaging in fully consensual activities. This is a fictional work exploring erotic power exchange dynamics between trusting adults. Any resemblance to real people or events is entirely coincidental.


⚠️ Content Warning: This story contains consensual BDSM, impact play, orgasm denial, restraint, and explicit sexual content between a male Dom and female sub. If these themes are not for you, feel free to skip. There is no non-consent, abuse, or ...

Chapter 4: Something Spicy, Something Sweet
The Sugar
Ben stirred as he awoke, on the floor of the isolation cell, trussed in a straitjacket, just as he'd done in the last 14 days. Two weeks had passed since he'd come here, two weeks of forced exercise, inventive 'games' where his innermost thoughts were quite literally extracted from him followed by tender aftercare. He'd been subjected to painful enemas, electro-sounding, flogging and other tortures as Christina had deemed fit. His body was sore, co...

The boat sways gently in the dark. Above us: a star-filled sky. Around us: only ocean and promises. Below deck: rules you have agreed to, and Masters who know them intimately. We've been at sea for two days. You know this isn't a vacation. This is a trial. A transition. A ritual.
You stand in the cabin, naked, rope tightly wrapped around your body. An intricate pattern across your chest, waist, and thighs holds you in balance between pain and pleasure. I watch you from the chair, slowly, as if weighing s...

CHAPTER 27: REUNITED
*
The next morning saw Maria-Argenta bring Juanita to breakfast on a choke leash; there were tightly knotted leather thongs binding her body and breasts like a harness that had been over-tightened, dimpling her flesh; her wrists were bound to her upper arms and shoulders and her calves welded to the backs of her thighs so she walked on her elbows and knees. She was muzzled too, a swathe of leather across her jaw that had held a huge ring forcing her mouth into a gaping O; the muzz...

February 9th
I noticed the date. It has been a week since I began writing this journal. About 10 days since I was abducted.
I hope that I am progressing on the slave auction. I'm ready.
I still don't know how this works. I fantasize about a live auction in which I am presented to a room full of masters. They would then be allowed to inspect me, and ask questions about my training. Yet, I know this isn't the truth. It's all done online. How the auction closes is unclear. Does the Head Master have a ...

(written by Arin, edited and enhanced by Molly)
After a long day at work, as I entered my driveway, something looked wrong. Curious at what my mind had registered, I got out of the car and looked around. There it was on the ground! The rope had fallen off of my flagpole. A little dismayed, I stooped down to pick it up and up close I could see that it had frayed all the way through. That rope had been up there for many years, originally installed there when my Dad erected that flagpole. As a former vetera...

"Darla, I'd like to auction you again for charity. As you know, the fetish auction is coming up to benefit the women's shelter. Since we're no longer exclusive I plan to sweeten the pot so to speak by taking your cage off. That should really drive the bidding up. I hope you'll agree. It's for such a worthy cause. What do you say baby?"...

Like most days, Sunday was yet another sunny day with temperatures forecast for the mid 30's.
Because I'd been fretting the night before so hadn't got to sleep till late, which at least let me sleep in till 7:30.
By 8 we were having tea and toast, then at 8:30 I started to get ready at a leisurely pace - shower, enema (the imodium would work for another 24 hours so it was mostly for self confidence), hair, makeup, porno whore Mariemur Mirabella leather strappy full body harness style thing, stockings ...

Hello Reader, This is my very first story and I am so happy you are reading this. I would love any and all feedback you could give me. Thank you for choosing my story!
All characters in the story are 21+ and are in a consensual Dom/Sub relationship.
****
We were at his place watching TV, real housewives and some pizza to really end the tiring Tuesday on a relaxing note. I was wrapped up in him, his hands around my shoulder - one hand on my left breast lightly toying with my nipple. Flicking it up a...

Sara was thirty-four, and an exceptionally successful businesswoman, holding a senior position in a financial organisation, and, over several years now, having earned a substantial salary.
Right then she was between jobs, having handed in her notice at her existing company, and having been offered a job which promised even higher earnings. However, her current company insisted that she worked out her notice period, not at the office, but in the form of garden leave for her whole notice period of six mont...

Chapter 3
Sir had me on my hands and knees facing the back wall when my wife returned from the bathroom. I couldn't see what was happening, but I heard whispering, and then I heard her gasp from time to time. I guessed that he was still upset about her selfishness earlier. Finally, I heard him direct her, "Get on your hands and knees next to your husband."...

The path through the woods towards the beach was wide and smooth. It shouldn't have been a problem even during daytime, much less in the middle of the night, in fact, Thomas should have been happy to walk without risk to stumble and trip. This time, however, it was a disadvantage. Even when most of the people were asleep, someone still might have had a nice stroll in mind....

Dark Thoughts
Her hands shook as she picked up the documents from her desk. They continued to shake as she placed the documents in a folder and filed them away. Her fingers clenched as the anxiety rose within her. She plastered a smile on her face as she entered the board room for the weekly staff meeting....

I admire her so!
Oh I so admire her!
I admire her for the keen, shining self-knowledge she possesses. And for her fathomless courage. Enabling her not only to deal with the crazy shit of this stupid world in general, but also to be the inspirational accomplished dominating woman she is.
She's twenty-five. Beautiful. Black. Humourless, towards me at least. And completely in charge. I'm a thirty-seven year old white guy and I never had that kind of self-awareness or self-confidence. Before meeting he...

Buying Heaven


A Futa-Town Tale


Saturday morning.

"I still don't understand why he needs to come here," snapped Mary White from the front passenger seat of the family's minivan, pulling into the carpark of the 'Heavenly Connections' super-store.
"Mary, please," replied her husband Tom with a weary tone, scanning for any free spots from behind the steering wheel. "We've waited three months for this appointment. David's already paid his deposit, and we've accepted that it's what...

As always thanks to Samantha Turner, the best editor and support at Literotica. A great source of help and insight. You've got a lot on, and yet you still make time to make my stories readable. Thanks
This story is a continuation of "Abbi the Pakistani Slut" and hopefully you enjoy the conclusion....